Hu Yanli disagrees with Bai Fangyi's identity very much, why can a peasant girl be loved by Qi Muyu, and her family background and appearance are all the best choices, but she ended up being disliked.

Those who use brute force to solve problems are stupid.

"I heard that Shen Gongzi is both civil and military, presumably Mrs. Shen Shao, as his wife, is also a strange woman, why not chant a poem, let us taste it." Hu Yanli decided that Bai Fangyi had no ink in his abdomen, and would only use his strength to bully people.

Bai Fangyi didn't look at Hu Yanli, she made sure of another thing first, "I married you because I can compose poetry?" ”

She was always inadvertently able to tease him, Qi Muyu couldn't help it, and told Bai Fang Yi with a calm face: "You should have more than this advantage." ”

In fact, Bai Qiyi didn't really want Qi Muyu to answer the question, she wanted the people of Jiangyuan Town to know that Wang Linlang married Shen Qiuhe, not because she was a strange woman. With Qi Muyu's assurance, Bai Fangyi generously admitted, "I can't write poetry." ”

Hu Yanli started to take care of herself: "Picking lotus leaves and cranes singing, waiting for one person to share mulberry hemp." The cold wind of the autumn rolls invades the bones, and the frost falls on the earth to rejuvenate. ”

"When the flowers bloom, they bear ten thousand fruits, and the red leaves suddenly get slightly drunk. Looking forward to the four seasons of snow in the passing year, the door is waiting for the best time to return. "She really can't write poetry, because it's so simple.

Some literati applauded.

Hu Yanli continued: "The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, the two sides of the strait are opposite, and the flowers bloom meaninglessly. ”

"When the flowers bloom, the flowers fall silently, and the wind stops late, but the love is deep." White fir Yi picked.

On Qi Muyu's planet, poetry is a sacred language, so only a few people have a deep understanding. Before, he thought that the things that Bai Fang Yi read were all learned from the books in the Scholar Pavilion, and some of them were learned by her, but he didn't expect that she could make them up herself.

Hu Yanli didn't believe that the other party could continue, "The song of the morning song is light and the twilight rain, and the pipa is broken." ”

Bai Fangyi was calm and waveless, and he had already dealt with it in his heart, "Don't go to the long mountain for many years, and reunite with the acacia tree when you come." ”

It seems that she looked down on the other party, "The blue waves are beautiful, hazy and rainy." ”

"A cup of tea with coarse rice, three or four friends fighting crickets, looking at five glass lamps from afar, and eight people joked that there was no core." Hu Yanli said the beginning, and Bai Fangyi made up another picture for her.

Hu Yanli depicts a common scene in her hometown, "Have you ever been to Jiangnan? ”

"Haven't been." Even if you don't go out, you can see it on TV, and there are descriptions of Jiangnan in books.

The three maidservants behind Hu Yanli had the same idea as their young lady, thinking that the other party was just a peasant girl who had never seen the world, and they must have never heard poetry, so they deliberately made each other lose face. Unexpectedly, Bai Fang Yi actually caught it again and again.

Hu Yanli still has ink in her stomach, so she is not afraid. "Riding a horse for fun, today there is wine and you as a companion."

Bai Fang Yi came easily, "Returning to his hometown, the white curtain of the snowfield is vast." ”

"Birdsong in the empty mountains, I don't know what kind of thing it is." Hu Yanli gradually became a little overwhelmed, and she was good at rote memorization, for fear of saying certain verses and then being heard by someone here.

"Look up at the moon, round and half a piece is missing." Bai Fangyi was a little bored, she must have forgotten to say that in the past in Chinese class, the Chinese teacher especially liked to read the small poems she wrote casually.

Hu Yanli was panting, she couldn't lose, if she lost this time, the only face left would be gone. "Young Mrs. Shen, since you like poetry, you might as well play with my maidservant. Please also ask Mrs. Shen to be merciful, don't lose to my handmaid. ”

This girl is too thick-skinned, obviously she took the initiative to start, and even blamed Bai Fangyi. Everyone else thought that Bai Fangyi would not agree to this ridiculous request, but surprisingly, Bai Fangyi did not shirk it.

"I promise. There is always a win or a loser, and if your handmaid loses, you must obey my commands, and do whatever I tell you to do, and do not disobey. "There's nothing she's afraid of yet. (Friendly reminder: will be slapped in the face.) ）

Qi Muyu was glad that he was not Bai Fangyi's enemy, otherwise the end would have been miserable.

(Narrator: You are embarrassed to say that Bai Fangyi is benevolent, and the group of people who are against you can be called unlucky for several lifetimes.) ）

Su Yuan bowed her hands, "Young Mrs. Shen, it's rude!" ”

"Are you sure?" Bai Fangyi's answer is always unexpected.

Su Yuan was not flustered: "In the quiet place, the moon corridor is lovely, looking back on a scene that has been left deep, and the long song in the middle of the night sighs for nothing." ”

Bai Fangyi: "Butterfly dancing flowers, shark yarn, the sea rises and turns the clouds, and the realm of Yelan is introduced." ”

I didn't expect her to hold on for so long, Hu Yanli's fist hidden in her sleeve clenched, where is this person sacred, doesn't she have a weakness?

If Qi Muyu heard this sentence, he would definitely tell her with a smile that Bai Fangyi has many weaknesses, such as her obsession with favorability.

As the maidservants of the first beauty in Jiangnan, they need to learn all kinds of things, and poetry is also one of them.

Su Kite: "Chang'an Ancient Road, stepping on the horseshoe song, under the bauhinia tree, the beauty in yellow, the wind is blowing, dancing, looking back and smiling." ”

Bai Fangyi: "The crazy world, I wish to be alone, hold the pen and confide, the love is deeply rooted, the paper falls wonderfully, and the face is engraved with the heart." ”

It is a bit difficult to compose poems on the spot, and in the past, when the young lady participated in some competitions, the three sisters took turns to fight, so that they still had enough time to think. At this time, there really can't be delayed for a moment, the strength on the other side is too strong.

Su Yuan faintly had a cold sweat falling on her forehead, "There are thousands of knots in my heart, and there are thousands of thoughts in my heart." ”

On the other hand, Bai Fangyi still has a calm face, "The spring breeze stretches for ten miles, and the autumn laurel is full of fragrance and drifts far away." ”

After that, Zihan and Xiangjun went into battle, but they couldn't survive for a while, and they couldn't hold on. Hu Yanli, lose. The crowd of onlookers applauded in unison. They have a better understanding of the newly appointed Mrs. Shen Shao, who will dare to look down on Mrs. Shen in the future, let them smash the other party to death with one record after another.

"That's gone, I still have a lot more." She not only likes to read, but also likes to play with words, and when she is bored, she will create. However, if she wants to compete with people seriously, she is not interested, and if she has that time, she might as well immerse herself in her own world.

Hu Yanli sneered, as the victor, she could naturally say that she didn't use all her strength.

Bai Fangyi's voice was the same as usual, but every word was clearly transmitted to other people's ears. "The fireworks are just a moment in March, and the acquaintance with you seems to be three years."

"Lady, you seem to be a little sad at the beginning!" Qi Muyu wears the skin of "Shen Qiuhe" and has the title of Wen Tao Wuluo, in fact, he only uses Shangwu.

Bai Yiyi admitted, "This is indeed a sad story. ”

That day, the high platform held a flower finger,

Singing graceful pear garden,

Light Luo Red Shirt Folding Fan Dance,

One glance is relatively emotional.

The sunset of the autumn river and the covenant of the king,

Looking forward to a letter to the family,

The world says that the drama is ruthless,

Showing his face is vulgar.

I want to say goodbye to you,

coincides with the beginning of Jun Xiao.

She originally planned to write and sing it herself, but it didn't seem to come in handy, and she was not suitable for singing.

The best sentence is, "Okay, I'm a play, I should be ruthless." ”

Flat tones, euphemisms, emotional songs.

Qi Muyu felt a little weird, with his understanding of Bai Fangyi, she didn't look like such a sad person, where did the story come from to write a poem. While others were immersed in poetry, Qi Muyu secretly asked Bai Yiyi about the situation, "How did you create such content?" ”

Bai Fangyi whispered to Qi Muyu: "When watching the play." ”

So, "Lost? ”

"It's just making it up, where is the loss. The last time I accompanied my mother to listen to the play, she fell asleep, and I can understand most of it when I listen to it, and the content tells the story of the female drama being abandoned by a negative man, and I will use it easily. If it weren't for the idea of getting a better look at her expressions, she wouldn't have learned some lamentations.

Qi Muyu touched Bai Fangyi's head, "My lady is really amazing, she can even write poems when watching plays." ”

Everyone was terrified, what is this powerful, I heard that Mrs. Shen Shao is illiterate and has never been to school, it seems that the rumors are uncountable, she is simply a god who does not learn by herself. A group of people knelt down to Bai Yiyi, hoping to be polished and bless themselves to become smart.

Kneel down, and you can't be too polite, "Do you like poetry very much?" Send another one. ”

Hibiscus color, looking at the river on both sides.

Bi Spring Festival, snapping fingers to tears.

Vanity III, born to see the king,

The face is easy to age, and the smile is vicissitudes.

--"Fortunately, I didn't go to East Side to buy groceries today, otherwise I would have regretted it for the rest of my life." ”

--"I once asked Mrs. Shen Shao to serve me food, what an honor, I must tell my children and grandchildren so that they can continue to pass it on." ”

--"It's all out of the way, Mrs. Shen has bought buns from me." ”

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A few days later, Bai Fang Yi remembered a question: "Is this the nature of this world originally?" ”

Qi Muyu didn't understand, "What nature?" ”

"It's obviously just a trivial matter, and they praise me as a goddess one by one." Some sporadic fragments flashed in Bai Fangyi's mind, as if someone was also so exaggerated to her, who was it?

The mystery is revealed, and it is naturally our creator god.

- Bai Fang Yi ate by himself when he was one year old

"My precious granddaughter is so amazing, she actually eats it herself with a spoon in her little short hand, and my grandfather is so pleased."

- Bai Fangyi's eighteen-year-old night

"My precious granddaughter, do you miss grandpa, today is your birthday, grandpa has sent you a gift. It's my baby granddaughter, and even the sleeping position is the cutest. ”

Reincarnation, reincarnation, reincarnation-----

Bai Fangyi doesn't remember that he has an elusive grandfather in every life, but once he appears, Bai Fangyi's reflex nerve will automatically open and reach out, because the other party will give gifts to maintain facial paralysis, because the other party will start to disgust her.

Therefore, every time the creator god leaves, Bai Fang Yi always has an urge to beat people.

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The game was decided by Hu Yanli, and the content of the bet was proposed by her first, and Bai Fangyi has always been passive. Such a result was expected, and if you lose, you should obey it. Hu Yanli's eyes revealed a stubbornness that did not admit defeat, presumably in her opinion, everyone else should lose to herself.

Hu Yanli was not allowed to enter Yumantang, so Qi Muyu and Bai Fangyi discussed and found an empty place at will.

Where are there fewer people going? Naturally, it is Yizhuang.

There is only one Yizhuang in Jiangyuan Town, which is located in the northwest direction, where it is shady and shi. The crows were calling in the branches, and the village was empty, but there were many coffins inside.

Hu Yanli slowly stepped in under the protection of the three maidservants, who suspected that the other party had a grudge and wanted to settle them here. Su Yuan swallowed nervously, "Miss, we have been brought here for a tea time, but the two of them have disappeared, can we leave?" ”

Zihan agreed with Su Kite, "After a while, the sun will set in the western mountains, and when the sun is gone, there will be yin things coming up, and we won't be able to run away." ”

"Bah, crow's mouth, let you read less books, read more poetry, there are no ghosts in the world, don't scare yourself." Xiangjun knocked Zihan on the head.

Originally, Hu Yanli didn't feel scared, just a trace of fear, and after being rendered by a few maidservants, she was nervous and didn't dare to speak.

"Ah~"